We're All Unique, Just Never In The

So Much In Life Came Down To Timing.

It Was The Sibling Thing, I Suppose. I Was Fascinated By The Intricate Tangle Of Love And Duty And Resentment That Tied Them Together. The Glances They Exchanged; The Complicated Balance Of Power Established Over Decades; The Games I Would Never Play With Rules I Would Never Fully Understand. And Perhaps That Was Key: They Were Such A Natural Group That They Made Me Feel Remarkably Singular By Comparison. To Watch Them Together Was To Know Strongly, Painfully, All That I'd Been Missing.

Life Could Be Cruel Enough These Days Without The Truth Making It Worse.

A Way Of Looking At You That Told You She Was Listening, That She Understood All You Were Saying, And All You Weren't.

Those Who Live In Memories Are Never Really Dead." The House At Riverton